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I hugged him back with tears. "India, here we come"

, Amara sighed . " So , I will pick you at sharp eight . " , Michelle grinned . " We will ! " , Alex elbowed him . ............................ At restaurant ............. " It's Indian . " , Amara exclaimed excitedly . " Yes ! me and Alex loves Indian cuisine , it's so yummy and spicy . " , Michelle chuckled . " It's been so long , I had not tasted Indian . I missed the food . " , Amara said with pout . " Mommy loves Indian food , when I will be a big girl I will buy you an Indian restaurant so that you can have you favourite meal anytime . " Anjali said excitedly .

Why don't you just admit you have the hots for me? Devan ~”The only thing that is hot for you is my hand that is going to smack your face.” Rey ~”Hey at least there is some part of your body that is hot for me. Why don't you slap me and see if something else gets hot.” Devan ~”Your face is the only other body part that is getting hot here.” Rey ~”Oh that is what you think.” Devan ~”The only raise you getting out of me is an eyebrow.”

"No, we won't stop at any barista. Mr Ishaan, it's time you get introduced to some local flavours." "And what is that?" "You'll see. She grinned at him." She made him stop at a small south Indian restaurant. "This place serves best Filter coffee in entire Bangalore" She declared. "I am looking forward to it." He grinned. Next 45 minutes he was treated to a typical south Indian breakfast of idlis, dosa, vada, and up with several helpings of filter coffee. "Wow! I must have gained like 5 kgs! Mom would be happy" he said patting his belly.

I think there is something new in my life from the moment I landed in India, something new. I got out of my trance as my phone started to ring. I picked it up in two rings. "Yes," "Hello, baby," I stopped as I checked the phone screen. It was my so-called new rumored girlfriend Jennifer she comes on the list of top models in London. "Honey, what happens after visiting India you don't feel like calling me?" I can imagine she is pouting. "How can I forget you," I said while plastering a smirk on my face. "I need you." Her voice is demanding and desperate.

As the sun rose on the day of the haldi function, the vibrant colors of India painted the atmosphere. Ameera stood before the mirror, her reflection adorned in a stunning Indian lehenga, a gift from Sunena's mother, Leela Malik. The vibrant hues of yellow and orange radiated joy, mirroring the excitement of the occasion.

It's ok beta, let me answer her, you know drishti it's a famous quote, YOU CAN TAKE AN INDIAN OUT OF INDIA BUT YOU CAN NEVER TAKE INDIA OUT OF AN INDIAN So as a proud INDIAN I know what my fellow Indians will like, and it's not your mistake as you are angrez ( foreigner) now " It's a devrat way to give back to drishti. Drishti was fuming in anger at her insult but she knows her husband will not tolerate a word against his father so she kept quiet and finished her breakfast and left for the dinner preparation. Ashish left for hospital bidding bye to them.

he said making my eyes widened and I immediately ran out of his room catching my breath. This man surely wants to kill me from heart attack. I entered inside my room and suddenly the smell of food touched my nose. I turned my face towards the smell and saw chole bhature(Indian cuisine) placed on the bed. My mouth immediately watered at the sight and my stomach growled loudly.

He curtly replied like how he always speak. "Wonderful! You know, tonight I have a very special guest, that famous importer of smuggled woman in India is here to collect some blondies, do you know Mr. Raji?" Mr. Christmas wiggled an eyebrow while crunching his nose as if he's smelling something awful.